Tape

Heard you confess from the window ledge Your tenth floor

Apartment,

The neighbors played dead Into a tape recorder you declared, "

I dreamt this up, I watched you all disappear" A shrine in my brain

It, it felt all the same You haunt me in ways I can

Not explain Spitting up your blood 'til my body floats "

Everything's fine", I laughed through the choke A vanishing act,

Giving up your ghost If only the ground could soften the blow In the

Moment you lost your grip To the tempo of the ambulance lights

Flashing You made your peace with the sun, with sun,

With the sun There's something in the way you moved There's something

In the way you moved Heard you confess from the corners of my head

You made your bed but nothing grew

A message warped, plays out of tune